This is being written to get this idea to stop attacking me.  The SI element
is mainly there to provide me with a point of reference and as a less painful
form of the Desktop Stress Kit.
	Changes include the school, the twin sister, and the foster home.
	Blame my druggie muse.


Pantomime!
By Ryo Hoshi

Enter Pantomime Crystal!


	Cat ran.
	She was late for school -- again!  And when she got there, she'd have to
dodge the perverted teachers, the horny boys, and the occasional sicko girl.
	*And,* she thought, *I'm not even getting an education in anything but
fighting!* She paused, then added *or, if I'm unlucky, sex...*
	She stopped, suddenly.  Wasn't the sidewalk a few steps back a bit uneven and
soft?  She looked behind her.
	Lying on the sidewalk was a mime doing a rather good imitation of someone
writhing in pain.
	"Oh.  Sorry."  She leaned down and pulled the mime up.  He handed her a note
held onto a hairstick by a rubber band, and then mimed a man running away as
fast as he could.
	Cat looked after the mime for a few seconds, then read the note attached to
the hairstick.
	"When in need of a hero, hold this up and call 'Crystal Pantomime Purity'?
What kind of wacko...oh, yeah, he's a mime.  'Course he'd be insane..."

	Cat was sitting, watching as a bunch of Hispanics gang raped her English
teacher.
	She sighed.  It was another boring day in Selene High School.  Well, it
wasn't completely normal.  Usually the Hispanics went after the math teacher
and it was the skinheads who raped her English teacher...
	She shook her head.  *I must be seeing things...hardly anyone has tried to
rape me after what I did to that Ranma guy...*
	But she was wrong.

	Cat looked around the corner.  *D*mn.  They are still too close...If I've
ever needed a hero, I need one now.*
	Remembering the mime's note, she pulled the hairstick out of her hair and
looked at it.
	The stick, about six inches long, looked and felt like it was made out of
bone.  It was pure white, with a black ribbon wound around it so that there
were black Xes.  A silver headpin had been stuck into the top of the
hairstick.  On the headpin sat a clear diamond-shaped crystal bead on top of a
rock crystal bead.
	She held it up and called, quietly, "Crystal Pantomime Purity!"
	
	A figure replaced Cat in a flash of light.  It was clearly a well stacked
female, with generous curves.  She had paper white skin, long black hair that
was unbelievably straight, and her the irises of her eyes were white.  Her
costume was black and white -- a skimpy white top, a black sash that formed a
point near its center, and a long white skirt that wasn't sewn together after
it hit its widest.
	She pantomimed a question.  [What the h*ll?]

To be continued...

	For the record, I have nothing against Hispanics.
	I do, however, have a lot against skinheads/neo-nazis.


		--Ryo Hoshi